Stepping on the yellowed grass, Li Feihong embarked on the route to the north.

As for how long and where to go, he doesn't know yet. It may be another day, or two days, maybe another hundred or two hundred miles. The road is always for people to walk.

Although it is already afternoon, the sun no longer has the power of summer, and although it is hot, it is not the kind of heat that destroys the world and makes people die.

The heat makes people dizzy.

When you get dizzy, you can see strange things that you don't normally see.

Li Feihong didn't know if he was dizzy, but he still saw something strange.

The rolling hills were undulating He walked to a high ground again, and when he looked down, it was actually another village, and the trend of this village, the houses were exactly the same as before!

Am I fainting from heat?

Or a mirage?

He shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and realized that the village was indeed still there, but this time there was no Jiang Lake, and there were no three crimson warriors fighting it.

It's really strange, do all the villages in this place look the same?

He didn't know. But it piqued his curiosity.

Probably something to do with the previous village.

He picked up the map, but unfortunately it was a paper map, and he couldn't be sure where he was. I haven't been walking for a long time, and I should have only walked about two kilometers, so why did a village emerge that didn't stand next to each other?

He thought about going back and seeing the village, but wouldn't it be better to go in and ask now?

He walked down and walked in through the main entrance of the village.

The smoke of the cooking in the village was still there, and it did not change its direction. The houses on the side of the road have not changed, and there are still figures flashing in the distance. He walked to the village chief's door from memory. The door was a wooden one, now closed, with two old rusty iron rings.

He knocked on the door.

"Who?" a familiar voice sounded, followed by the clatter of crutches.

The door gradually opened, revealing an old man with gray hair, who was none other than the village chief.

He looked at Li Feihong with cloudy eyes, and his bark-like face wrinkled: "You are very born here, and you are definitely not from our village." Look at your clothes, it should be a guy from a big city, we are only far and near, and it is an accident that there are guests here, is there something wrong?"

Li Feihong showed a kind smile: "Old man, it's like this, I'm a tourist here, but my companions and I are lost, you see it's noon now, I haven't eaten yet." ”

He didn't let Li Feihong in very happily, he looked carefully, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "It's okay if you come in and have a meal together, but foreign guests are not very welcome here, you can leave after eating." With that, he opened the door.

Li Feihong looked at it, and the sight was still the Eight Immortals table, the three doors on the left and right sides had not changed, and even the sound of stir-frying in the back had not changed. There were also two hoes and a shovel by the door, and the direction of the swing was the same, and even the dirt on them was the same.

Li Feihong sat quietly in front of the Eight Immortals table, waiting for the dishes to come up. He quietly watched as the village chief limped to the wall, put down his crutches, and walked to the table step by step, sitting opposite Li Feihong, with no strange expression on his face.

After a while, the dishes were ready, and there were no different dishes on the table except for two pairs of chopsticks.

"The village is poor, not as rich as the big city, please order. ”

Li Feihong said: "You're polite, there are many dishes on this table, and the price of such a table in the city is indispensable." When he saw the corners of the village chief's eyes wrinkled, he changed his words, "However, two people have wasted a little bit of food, in my opinion, this should be a table for three people!"

The village chief's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "We still have a tradition of women avoiding tables here, so I smiled." ”

Li Feihong's eyelids jumped.

Then, the woman brought another jar of wine, and the village chief put his hand on the jar again, "This is the wine I have put under the old locust tree at the door for 20 years, and I have not been willing to drink it, and now I meet outsiders, it is also a happy event." Let's taste it together. ”

He opened the wine jar and poured a glass for Li Feihong and himself.

Li Feihong looked at the wine in the cup, this time the wine was red, and he couldn't help but think of Zhong Yingcheng again. In the hands of this master of poisoning, among the nine kinds of poison that are instantly deadly, one poison is also red and transparent, and the other characteristics are the same, its name is "Turbid Human Tears".

Turbid tears, are red.

Li Feihong didn't understand the meaning, but he had a way to measure turbidity tears. As early as the day after he came to this world, he spent 200,000 yuan to buy a copy of "Detoxification Encyclopedia" in the system store, which covered almost all the poisons in the world, whether they were in nature or made by people, and he had the ability to never forget everything in the book, so he learned quickly. Among them, the character of Zhong Yingcheng gave him a lot of interest, and he was a rare all-rounder.

He quietly picked up a pink and white petal, which was a kind of certified poison he had bought in the system store, a thousand sticks, which would have a red effect if stained with cloudy tears.

He puts the petals in the wine: "I have always had a habit of putting a petal in the wine when I drink, so that the wine has the aroma of flowers. ”

The village chief laughed, and there seemed to be a phlegm stuck in his throat.

"The people in the big city are really emotional, let's have a drink!"

The petals in Li Feihong's wine did not turn red, and he also picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with the village chief.

After a cup, Li Feihong said, "I don't know if the village chief is Guigeng this year?"

The village chief said, "There are already six out of seventy. ”

Li Feihong said: "So, didn't the village chief go outside to take a look?"

The village chief said: "No, we are close to the mountains and rivers, far away from the city. I've lived here since I was a child, and I've never been out before, and I've always regretted it. ”

Li Feihong asked again: "So have you met anyone in the village recently?"

The village chief thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I didn't see a stranger, you are still the first." ”

Li Feihong nodded, then said nothing more, and drank with the village chief.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Li Feihong wiped his mouth, said goodbye to the village chief, and walked north again.

"You don't seem to be ready to pursue the question in your heart?" said the old man's voice.

"No, I'm already looking. Li Feihong shook his head, "However, I have a hunch that they will appear in front of me again." ”

"Why?"

"Because, their purpose is not yet accomplished. I always feel that there must be a big conspiracy behind this matter!"